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This post is mostly to make sure that if you care you also read the funny, touching remembrance Clinton McClung has posted on WFMU’s blog, which recounts a weekend he spent with Moore in 2006. (You might also want to check out the piece David Whiteis wrote about him for the Reader a few years back.)
Moore and his right-hand man were both wearing floor-length fur coats and matching fur hats, one ensemble white, the other purple, and they made a badass procession of two, glad-handing their way through the capacity crowd and bestowing a long-stemmed rose–that is, a plastic long-stemmed rose with a blinking red LED in its heart!–upon any woman they found suitably bodacious. Later I learned that my friend Camilla had gotten one. “I think he’s trying to turn me out!” she said. “I’m kinda excited about it.”
